DECEMBER 25, 2018

Dear Cake,

Grief seems like such a small word in comparison to how it actually feels.

You're grieving your marriage & you're grieving the impending loss of the only constant you've known.

There's no rhyme or reason as to how you are able to see the magic in grief. The deeper it goes, the more joy you will find.

I can't go on. I will go on.

She said, I don't know what makes me more upset; what he did to you or that I'm going to die and you'll be all alone.

She is finally talking. For her honesty, I am grateful.

That's all I wanted for Christmas; either her or my husband to have no fear & be honest in their current states of being. Mom came in clutch, per usual. Husband, still MIA.

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